spelling correction

I spelled gall in the last post like Gaul, the region that is now known as France. Well, most of it is now France. I hope ewe don't think I'm stupid.

"The Way It Should Be" by Alicia Aguilera

This entry won't really be an essay about how I think things should be, I just like the idea of a person having the gall to write something like that.

That being said, I have an opinion. I think people should not make breathing noises in yoga class. You know, it would be all nice and peaceful, except for that woman who can't stop moaning her every breath, as if she is really "letting go" through the breath. It takes effort to moan through your breathing when you are exercising. These people sound like they are masturbating. It's unnerving, and prevents relaxation. People should be quiet. That's The Way It Should Be, by Alicia Aguilera, dammit!

I've got some gall.

Today, we found out that the shots we were supposed to deliver by Friday we now must deliver by lunchtime Wednesday. My co-worker started crying again, mostly because she doesn't like the way our VFX supervisor talks to her, but I suspect she is really crying because she's been working non-stop and stupid crazy hours since I last saw her 2 years ago, and she needs a break!

We are not in too bad of shape, and we are waiting for 3D stuff, so all we can do is what we can. Somehow, this job, I am not freaking out. Maybe because I have nothing else to do here, no one waiting at home for me, I don't worry about what may happen. If I have to work all night, whatevs. At least I get a free dinner, and can be social.

After living in a few cities, I am concluding that no matter where you go in the Western world, city living is more or less the same. We do the same things - get up, go to work, stop and get a coffee, read a paper, work, gossip and complain at work, go home after work, maybe exercise, maybe meet someone for dinner and/or movie, maybe cook or get take away and watch tv on the couch. Wonder if we can make more money, wonder if we will get fired, wonder if we are as attractive as all the stylish city folk we see everyday, dodge cars, get confused about reality when we pass and sometimes give money to homeless people, worry that we won't be happy, feel lonely, see interesting artsy things, get excited, maybe go out sometime to hear music or dance, feel happy, go to a party and laugh with others, feel part of a community, get tired of the constant noise and people, go away for the weekend, see some cute town, imagine living in it, calculate if we can afford to, decide we can't, think about buying a house, feel broke as a result, then think about more possible things to purchase, like an ipod or some nice shoes.

I am just wondering if other people identify with this. I am just finding that the same things go through my mind here that did in LA, NYC, and Boston. It doesn't seem to matter.

It's ok, I'm not saying it's wrong, I am just noticing.

music videos can still be good

I used to be an indie rocker chick. Kind of. Well, I was into bands. I have lost touch, but manage to catch some good ones now and then, mainly from an early weekend morning video show here.


I hope I did this correctly. I love this video, and I want you to see it. Sometimes you (I) see a video or a movie or an animation or hear a joke and (I)you wish you (I)had thought of it. Here is an example of this.

Short Holiday Recap

Hope you had a nice Christmas or whatever you do during this time of year, and a New Years Eve that was enjoyable.

It all happened for me rather quickly, and had good moments and strange ones too. Most of Australia takes the week between Christmas and New Years' off, but not us, because we have too much to do. So, I flew to Brisbane Friday night, the 22nd, and then flew back on December 26th, Boxing Day, a national holiday here. I worked Wednesday Thursday and Friday, then Friday night flew again to Brisbane and spent the weeknd on Stradbroke island with Darcy. Then came back to Sydney January 2nd and straight to work. My time home was too short, and I felt very displaced. My husband has not kept things very tidy since I left, and it was evidnet upon returning home. And the place looks like a bachelor pad, not the home of a married couple building a life together! I have been traveling, it feels, for a year now, and would like to feel at home. It can't be helped right now because I am working where I can, but to come back to the house and not feel like it's mine was a strange experience. By the end of my Xmas weekend, I was starting to feel comfortable, but then I had to leave for Sydney. The displacement aside, we did have a nice time together. We exchanged gifts and drank champagne and watched a starnge movie, "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" I know I know - you can't believe I haven't seen it yet. Well, now I have. It's funny, but wacked! Benicio Del Toro is a frightening character in it. And Johnny Depp is too good. Very funny.

New Years' weekend we went to North Stradbroke Island, just off the coast of Brisbane. We camped there. It was amazing. The place has clear warm water and beautiful trees and heaps of wildlife. I saw a whale (I think), stingrays, sea turtles, dolphins, a wallaby, and this GIANT lizard called a Goanna walked past us when we were eating ice cream. The campgrounds were packed, but the beaches still felt empty. We did lots of swimming and reading. I absolutely loved it. It was truly relaxing and I felt really good there. Just me and him, hanging out, and not worrying. The time went too quickly.

I had this sadness when I left for Sydney. I have done lots of moving and made lots of changes throughout my life, but right now, I want to feel at home. I want to be with my husband. Does that make me a clingy person? Is it weird for me to want to live with Darcy and work in the same city I live in? I am enjoying myself here, but I am lonely. When I come home at night, I want it to be my home.

Work is not that great, because of the disorganisation and short time frame to get it done. Yesterday my co-worker started crying from the stress. Our supervisor keeps telling us contradicting things, and we work in circles as a result. It is really maddening, but I try my best to take it in stride. We all do, I guess. I decided I was going to work normal hours and not try to anticipate work, as it will inevitably get changed anyway. Tonight I was supposed to go to a life drawing class with Vincent, but then of course I had to work a little bit later and missed the class. Tomorrow I will renew my vow to work healthy hours.

I know this entry is not the most entertaining, and you would expect more for the holiday season, but I have spent the last day and a half painting bubbles out of water and nostrils and must stop looking at a screen for awhile.

The top photo of the Kookaburra bird I took on Stradbroke Island. It was the only time I remembered I brought a camera, and it was at the end of our trip. The photo of me and D is from Christmas morning.